“My morning included tiny bright spots, small flashes of light, shiny nuggets of pure gold upon which I could opt to focus.”
Month:
My Creative Process, and Other Myths
“I admit the reality of my creative process: I’ve scribbled most of my column ideas willy nilly on crumpled receipts, torn envelopes, or my hand…”
It’s All About the Tip
“As soon as we entered Room #3 at the Yachtsman Hotel, my cynical brain took note of the tip envelope on the nightstand….”
Change is inevitable, whether parents like it or not
At the risk of sounding like an old bag, I must say: The world has changed since I was a kid.